applepirate | 01. Shipwreck [Action]

[Little did Captain Barbossa know that day at Tortuga that he won't exactly wake up in the same place he had fallen asleep in - that is, the captain's cabin on the Queen Anne's Revenge. So when his eyes snapped open, it wasn't the hull of the ship they were looking at, but instead it was several tall trees they saw looming over him, along with the overcast sky.

The pirate captain proceeded to stand up from the ground, immediately feeling a new sensation in his back - that of a... pair of wings?]

Shiver me timbers... What is this wretched place?

[Fittingly enough, it was then when a chill ran up his spine and caused his body to quiver, making him notice that he was also shirtless - save for the white cotton pants on his legs.

Wait... did that mean...

Yes, turning his head around, Barbossa also saw no sign of his hat anywhere in the forest he was now in. The hat he had only just regained possession of.]

Arrr! Where be me hat? I swear, if somebody took me hat...

[Speaking of, what had happened to his ship that he had just acquired? Did his crew commandeer it somehow and left him here to perish while he was asleep? Just what in the world had happened in Tortuga? And what was up with this drastic season change? And that journal lying on the ground, which he knelt down to pick up - it wasn't a treasure he remembered uncovering. He was too confused and angry right now to make any sense of it.

Was this all that scalawag Jack Sparrow's doing again? If it was, he should better pray that Barbossa doesn't get his hands on him. Just marooning him on that bloody island wouldn't do this time... No, his fellow pirate would remember him as the scourge of the seven seas...

The (former) captain was already walking through the forest, trying to find anything - a path, a tavern, a port. It's there where somebody could find him and possibly help him understand what's going on.]

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[Jade Curtiss patrols alongside the outskirts of the forest in his full military uniform, his hands primarily kept within his pockets. He's not exactly one for nature walks, but rather he sees the usage in scouting out the terrain of this land that was now his home.

He catches sight of Barbossa and casually appraises him from several yards away. That's definitely the clothes of a New Feather. Troublesome. Jade observes aloud to himself as if Barbossa were just an animal he was observing in the wild.]

Hm. It's true what they say. The newcomers due arrive in waves.

[With his frustration growing over being lost in this forest without anything on his back, Barbossa hadn't even spotted Jade standing there.

He was now looking at him suspiciously, not quite understanding what he was saying, or whether he even intended for him to understand anything. Instead of getting some clarity, he was now even more confused.]

...And where has this wave ye speak of brought me, boy?

[He kept his guard up as he asked his question, his eyes observing Jade in return.]

[Jade just gives a hard-to-read smile and draws closer, speaking in a tone that's fairly polite and cordial, but tinged with a cheeriness that seems somewhat false.]

My, it's been far too long since I've met someone who would refer to me as "boy". However, I'm afraid that the answer to your question may be beyond your comprehension.

[He certainly qualified as one per Barbossa's standards, who merely scoffed in reply.]

Ye are younger than me, are ye not?

[Barbossa narrowed his eyes upon Jade's second comment. If it wasn't obvious, he didn't particularly care for it.]

Is that so, hmm? Try me, lad.

[He wasn't particularly used to not being respected enough as a pirate captain except by one Captain Jack Sparrow.]

I suppose you're correct on that front. It's refreshing to meet someone who can help me feel like a spry young man in comparison.

[He said with a clear shrug. He really doesn't mind one way or another, but joking about his age is something he likes to do. And something he doesn't like to do is be helpful. But he goes on.]

A challenge, is it? You've been taken outside of your time and space into a wholly different world and stuck within an enclosure that's run by the scientists of questionable character.

[Jade's words might've been spoken with nonchalance, but they still got to Barbossa, who quirked his brow with a small degree of irritation. He said nothing else on the matter, though; what he knew was that he was just liking this person less and less with each word that came out of his mouth.

It did take him a couple of seconds, indeed, to register what Jade's explanation to his question was. At least it was straight to the point!

Well. Now that was strangely familiar to dying and being sent to the World's End, except that he thought he was done with those kinds of experiences. Guess not. Arrr.]

Fancy that! I wasn't exactly plannin' on taking this little trip - I guess I have those... scientists to thank for keepin' me here.

[His hand ran through his beard a little as he considered the situation, and then smirked a bit in Jade's direction.]

Questionable character, ye said?... Like yer own, ye mean?

I can see how I might think that about the scientists, myself. Has anyone taken the fight to them yet, I wonder?

You might. The exact cause of our arrival in this world is still unknown, apparently.

[And he gives a smug grin, replying in a very false-sounding tone, with a smile to match.] Oh, me? Why, I doubt you'll find a more virtuous man in this whole enclosure!

But, mm... I'm not so sure if there have been attempts at rebellion, but they must have been futile. That organization, the Malnosso - they're the ones holding all the cards here, so to speak. They observe from outside this bubble, and their control is absolute. Yet you'll find the accommodations in this area to be much more appealing than those expected for test subjects and prisoners.

[Well, then this was one big mystery that would have to be solved - which also provided Barbossa an enemy to defeat on the side. That might have been fun if not for the fact that his ship was probably gone, and he couldn't take the battle to the seas. He'd still have his sword, though... Hopefully.]

Appealing accommodations still don't beat havin' true freedom. Ye know we're just as much in shackles as any poor unlucky prisoner locked in the brig of a ship sailing off to no man's land.

[And for that, he'd have to make an effort to escape. There was always a way somehow - he managed to escape death, after all.]

Perhaps it's precisely because of these... niceties that we're given that there hasn't been a bigger outbreak, mister...?

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